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“I know,” Mac said. He had someone else tell him the exact same thing.

“If you need anything, let me know. I’m here for both of you and so are Oliver and Hedda.”

“Thanks.”

Leo got up from his seat and walked out of his office. Mac had no desire to work right now. He was ahead at work and didn’t really have anything to do right now. He could get more ahead right now, but his mind wasn't in it. It was with Janie, his Pinky.

He didn’t know why he insisted on calling her Pinky. It just suited her since her favorite color was pink. She was absolutely adorable in it.

Mac picked up his phone. He needed to call Janie and tell her everything about her car before he forgot. He didn’t want to keep things from her.

The phone rang and he waited for her to pick up.

“Mac?”

“Pinky. I just wanted to call. I got done talking to the mechanic, Selwyn, and he said it’s going to take maybe a week or two for everything to get fixed.”

He heard her sigh through the phone.

“I’ve taken care of the cost. And I’ll let you know when it’s ready.”

“Can you actually drop me off at a rental place?” she softly asked.

“No. I’m coming over to talk about this with you. I would much rather have it face to face than over the phone. Give me a couple of minutes to drive back.”

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

JANIE

It had been several minutes since Mac hung up the phone. He could be here any minute now and she didn’t know what to do. Why didn’t he want her to have a rental? Did he want her to walk everywhere? That wasn’t a smart idea, especially with a two year old. They would maybe make it five minutes down the road before she would want to be carried.

Janie wasn’t that strong. She couldn’t carry Eleanor for that long and then back with other things in her hands. It was impossible. Janie needed a car to get around places. It was how it was going to be and since he didn’t want her to take an Uber, she was stuck.

Was that what he wanted? Her to be stuck in her house and not leave? What was he getting at?

The doorbell rang and she jumped. She made her way towards the door, unlocked it and opened it. “Hello,” she said.

“Did you look through the peephole or window to see who it was?” Mac asked. She gave him a puzzled look. Why would he be asking that?

“No, I didn’t. I knew it was you,” she replied.

Mac scowled at her. “It doesn’t matter if you know that I'm coming over. When there is a knock or the doorbell goes off, I want you to look to see who it is.”

She rolled her eyes. “I don’t need to do that. No one ever comes knocking on my door unless it’s you. You’re the only one who visits and that’s just been recent. I’m okay. Well, my sister rings the doorbell obnoxiously so I know it’s her when she does that.”

He was being overdramatic with that. She didn’t need to look when she knew it was him coming in. She knew how long it took to get to the club. No one else would be knocking on her door. The other Littles didn’t know where she lived.

Mac gripped her chin with his fingers and bent down to her level. “I don’t care. Daddy wants you safe and you’re going to do it from now on. Unless you want to get into trouble.”

Her mouth fell open. He did not just say that to her. She pulled her head out of his grip.

“You aren’t my Daddy,” she said. “You can’t tell me what to do.”

“Yet,” he replied. “But I am one of the owners and Doms at the club. We take care of our subs there. You’re one of the subs and if I see that you’re putting yourself in danger, I’ll step in.”

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath in. She was finding herself in that situation more and more recently. Janie didn’t think she was putting herself in danger.

Janie also ignored him saying he wasn’t her Daddy, yet. He was really hell bent on her being his Little, him being her Daddy. Was that really what he wanted? She had wanted it more and more, but she had a kid. He had said he was fine with that, but she didn’t fully believe him.

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